A Whisper by the Dark Moon

Sirius seemed to question her, he always saw more than he was supposed to. She didn’t explore it and wouldn’t have been able to had she wanted anyway. Their brief meeting was joined by what Belle could only assume was the ‘Viper’ in question. ”Greetings.” The Empress offered in return before Seer could begin his introduction. She was slightly offended that he hadn’t addressed herself first in the situation. As though she were the one interrupting them. Deathbelle knew that he hadn’t meant it that way, and his obvious respect for her in his low bow soothed the agitation.

He gave three names to the woman, the first she assumed was her full name, the second a nick and the third what her rank in the Armada might be. From the name alone she couldn’t help but think they might dabble in similar hobbies. ”Rise, dearest Warlord.” Deathbelle offered as she made an attempt for the words to be sweeter than her voice. ”I’m sure you didn’t offer her a place beside you without reason.” She turned her lilac gaze back towards the delicate woman. ”What skills do you boast, Iolaire?” These words were said with genuine curiosity as her looked the she wolf over more thoroughly.